Xuan Huan: Winning is numb, my disciples have systems

Chapter 611 Don't worry, you'll be happy

"What a terrifying monster!!"

Looking at the calm and breezy Xue Lang, the faces of all the powerhouses of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty who were present all turned ugly.

Such a holy thunder tribulation, if ordinary practitioners want to go through it, they don't know how much danger they have to bear. If they are not careful, they will die in it.

On the other hand, this devil, just now when the tribulation thunder fell, he didn't feel too much pressure at all, and his relaxed posture made people feel desperate.

"Although this method is very unique, it is still not good enough to use against this devil."

Someone shook his head and sighed.

"This devil is always at the Saint King Realm, and if you use Saint Realm stuff to deal with it, it's still too far away."

The reason why the Holy Realm Thunder Tribulation is terrifying is that it targets people who have just stepped into the Holy Realm.

The strength of this devil is obvious to all. Although it is surprising that the thunder strikes the devil, it is just an accident and nothing can be changed.

Dao Dao looked at that figure.

Right now, I don't know what else the other party can come up with.

At the same time, some strong men had other plans in their hearts.

Right now there is only a confrontation between the two sides, and all the other monsters have retreated. For them, it might be a chance to get out.

However, Xue Lang seemed to be aware of these people's plans.

As soon as his palm was raised, a sea of ​​blood spread out immediately.

Brush brush.

At the end of the sea of ​​blood, blood waves suddenly soared into the sky, turning into blood curtains, and the power circulated, turning into a barrier, blocking the way to leave.

After finishing all this, Xuelang glanced at the powerhouses of the Great Zhou Dynasty:

"You humans like to come up with heroes who can save the world. Now, you should watch carefully."

"If he wins, you live; if he loses, you die first."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

The devil works, really.

No, you just play as you like, betting our lives is simply too much!

While everyone was thinking in their hearts, another tribulation thunder fell from the sky.

This tribulation thunder is as strong as a giant tree hugged by dozens of people.

It fell with a bang, causing countless people to suffocate and feel that it is difficult to breathe.

Zhou Mu fixed his eyes on the tribulation thunder.

When he stepped into the realm of saints back then, the last tribulation thunder had never reached such a level.

brush!

Xue Lang leaped up again, with the blood around his body surging and rolling, he punched Jie Lei suddenly.

boom!

The sound of explosion exploded again, and the fist made of blood condensed, after holding on for a while, exploded with a loud bang.

And the power of the tribulation thunder was also consumed by half in the process, and it fell on Xuelang, but it didn't cause its body to drop suddenly.

"good."

Xue Lang nodded slightly, and commented:

"It's getting better."

Then, his eyes looked at Lu Changzhi again:

"Why, can't you take it out?"

"Shouldn't that be all you need?"

After the voice fell, Lu Changzhi shook his head lightly, and said:

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you!"

This blood hammer is really a bit out of the ordinary.

He had just been blown up by himself for a while, and after such a short time, he started to scream again.

This thunder tribulation only fell into two paths, but it didn't end there.

Of course, Xuelang doesn't care so much at the moment, but he won't be like this, he still wants to achieve his goal as soon as possible.

It just so happens that Xue Lang has such a request, so he will be a person who responds to requests.

brush.

The light flashed.

The Jian Dao pen was taken by Lu Changzhi.

Countless eyes looked at it one after another, wanting to see what grade of artifact it was.

Without waiting for their confirmation, Lu Changzhi raised his hand with his pen.

Under the gaze of countless eyes.

The tip of the brush shines with golden light.

A vast and extraordinary aura appeared together with the golden light, and then gradually expanded, turning into a golden circle, remaining in the void.

Countless people's hearts were shocked, and they looked at the golden circle closely, with incredible expressions on their faces:

"What a means!"

"This breath...he, isn't he just entering the Saint Realm?!"

Someone couldn't help but make a sound.

Such a powerful and astonishing method was displayed so easily, this gesture itself can reveal too much.

"what?"

In the void above, Liang Si lightly exclaimed:

"This should be the law of the holy king, so it is so easy to use?"

"Long and this pen are not easy."

........

"Sure enough, there are still hidden tricks!"

Feeling the aura emanating from the golden circle, Blood Hammer's voice turned cold.

At that moment, his hands suddenly closed together.

The blood was surging, and suddenly condensed into an astonishing bloody giant blade, which was aimed at the holy king to imprison the heavenly law. To be precise, it cut off together with Lu Changzhi.

"go."

Lu Changzhi waved his hand.

brush.

The golden circle flew out immediately, facing the giant blade, stretched against the wind, and collided with the bloody long blade.

In the next moment, there was no terrible loud noise that everyone expected.

However, he saw that the huge blood blade was covered by a golden circle. It turned into a specimen and was imprisoned in it. It was full of power games, but it didn't explode.

At this time, someone noticed.

In the blink of an eye, the figure actually drew another circle.

"So fast?"

A group of people just feel a little confused.

Zhou Mu was even more shocked.

If it was him, not to mention that the Holy Dynasty did not have the means of the golden circle, even if there was, he felt that if he wanted to mobilize it, it would take enough time, and at most he could condense one.

But now, this easy-to-draw kung fu is actually...

"go."

Lu Changzhi waved his hand, and the second circle went straight towards the blood hammer.

"Boy, what kind of monster are you!"

Faced with this, Xuelang was obviously a little startled.

How could this kind of breath method be used so quickly?

Lu Changzhi didn't speak.

The one who answered Blood Lang raised his hand and drew another golden circle.

"........"

The vast void suddenly became silent.

This time, not only Xuelang, but everyone couldn't help but have thoughts in their hearts.

What kind of terrifying existence is this!

Lu Changzhi was much calmer. Sensing the state of spiritual power in his body, he thought to himself:

"It seems that with the current state, you can only draw three at most in one breath."

Stepping into the realm of saints, coupled with the influence of the power of blood, the spiritual power gathered in his dantian can be said to be terrifying.

But even so, it is impossible to draw a large area in one go.

With a thought, a jade bottle appeared in Lu Chang's hand, and he raised his hand and poured several large original spiritual liquids.

brush.

At the same time, two golden circles flew towards the blood hammer one after the other. Although the blood hammer tried to dodge or block it, they still fell on both hands respectively.

Immediately, everyone felt it clearly.

The devil's aura suddenly fell for it.

"Good things come in pairs, come on, try this again."

The voice sounded, and in Lu Chang's hand, the Jian Dao pen disappeared, replaced by the Buddhist magic rope.

At the same time, under the cloak, a strong Buddha light suddenly emerged.